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Drawing a Blank

“a new, enlightened way of living.”

The figure on stage was a woman, possibly in her 30’s with a short bob of auburn hair around her face. Bottom heavy would be the kind way to describe her. More interesting though was the energy of confidence surrounding her, a sense of focus and achievement in her face and the way she carried herself.

She beckoned over to another group off stage, and one by one they filed up to line behind their speaker. An assortment of bodies appeared; young, old, flabby and fit, dark and light … all holding their hands over their fronts like schoolchildren.

“These people behind me all look normal, don’t they? Bright faces, determined and diligent. Can you guess what their secret is?”

The crowd murmured as the line up looked on bemused.

“No? Well how about we show you?”

A black woman in underwear stepped forward, fingers tucked into the hem of her panties. With a nod to her leader, she pulled them all the way down and off her ankles before triumphantly thrusting her hips at the crowd.

She was blank!

Her dark skin was completely uninterrupted down there, not a trace of lip or hair to be seen as her hands traced the outside of her hips to the inside of her thighs.

A fair skinned Scandinavian man stood next to her, strong in stature but definitely older than her, and did the same motion. Down came his underpants and out came the revelation that he was blank too! Tufts of trimmed hair surrounding a bare patch of skin.

“The key to our successes is because of one thing. We are Nullos!”

The rest of the lineup flanked the auburn-haired spokesperson and disrobed themselves too.

“We have freed ourselves from the carnal need to reproduce, and our minds have never been sharper! Our lives are just as good as they were before, but now free from distraction! And so too can you be free!”

You felt a shift in the crowd as an air of forbidden excitement swept the room. For the first time in a while you became consciously aware of your own little buddy - and not just because of the hot black woman’s smile on stage as she beamed out to the crowd.

“We still have our nipples. We still feel pleasure in other ways. But we are no longer slaves to base desire! Join us!”

The crowd seemed to react positively, and various people around you seemed to start feeling their own parts as the words sunk in.

“Behind this stage is an area we have set up specifically to help you all achieve your nullified potential, free from the pressure of biology. I’ll be out in the crowd in just a minute if you have any questions, and so will my fellow friends. We hope you’ve enjoyed our demonstration. Thank you!”

The line up on stage took a bow to the crowd, then turned around and took a bow again - leaving very little to the imagination. Their genitals were completely gone, replaced by smooth skin.

The crowd started to move off, some to the stage and others back to the main floor. A few around you were deliberating on if it was a good idea. You were standing still looking down your pants, when you decided …


What do you do now?


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